Chapter 100

Looking at Zhao Qiqing's stunned appearance, Fu xishen stroked her head with his hand and said softly, "the doctor told me to let you eat on time. How about now?"

Zhao Qiqing only felt that she liked being shunmao and agreed to Fu xishen's request without any thinking.

"By the way, I promised Rongyan to invite him to dinner."

Zhao Qiqing doesn't want to destroy the atmosphere between them, but she has come to the crew and rashly left Rong Yan here. It's very impolite.

"He needs some time. Your stomach can't wait. We can wait for him in the restaurant."

Fu xishen gave a comprehensive plan. When Rong Yan looked back at them, he put his hand around Zhao Qiqing's shoulder and left the crew.

"Rong Yan, where are you going?" When the director saw Rong Yan who suddenly disappeared in the picture, his expression was cold.

Realizing that he was filming, Rong Yan took a deep breath and looked at the director apologetically.

Because of Rong Yan's uncontrolled behavior, the end time was half an hour later than expected.

Seeing the news from Zhao Qiqing, he went straight to the nearby restaurant. From the glass outside the door, he saw Zhao Qiqing smiling, and Rong Yan's cold eyes became cold.

"Fu xishen, if assistant Wei knows what you really think, will he resign?"

Zhao Qiqing didn't expect Fu xishen to talk about his daily events and couldn't help sympathizing with assistant Wei.

"No, he knows my purpose."

The first condition for Fu xishen to choose an assistant is to meet any of his requirements anytime, anywhere.

"Although he is your assistant and needs his own time, he should not have a girlfriend?"

If Fu xishen's orientation is not normal, Zhao Qiqing really wants to doubt whether their relationship is superficially superior and subordinate.

Hearing the sensitive words, Fu xishen stared at Zhao Qiqing with deep eyes and motioned her to continue speaking downward.

"If he can't find a girlfriend again, he will be old."

Assistant Wei is also an old friend in work. For the sake of humanization, Zhao Qiqing thinks it is necessary for him to find someone.

"Really? I'm one year older than him." Fu xishen looked at the woman with flying eyebrows and his face sank.

I forgot the man in front of me.

Zhao Qiqing pulled at the corner of her mouth and pretended to look out of the window: "why hasn't Rong Yan come yet?"

In order to cover up her embarrassment, Zhao Qiqing blocked Fu xishen's sight with the action of stroking her hair, so as to reduce her sense of guilt.

"Sister Qiqing, I'm here."

Rong Yan's inappropriate appearance changed Fu xishen's eyes, put his arm on the back of Zhao Qiqing's chair, and looked like a protagonist: "I've asked the restaurant to leave dinner for you."

"Yes, I'll go to the waiter." With that, Zhao Qiqing ran away quickly, completely unaware of the smoke of war between the two men.

Fu xishen took back his hand and looked at Rong Yan coldly: "if you don't want Zhao Qiqing to know your other identity, you'd better give up what you want to do now."

Fu xishen warned Rong Yan with an imperial look: "you know what she hates most."

Rongyan's eyes are full of surprise. His identity is well hidden, unless someone deliberately investigates his identity.

"Mr. Fu, my sister and I don't need outsiders to intervene. We grew up together. She knows my identity very well."

Rong Yan wanted to prove that his behavior was not self-confident in Fu xishen's eyes. Yu Guang glanced at Zhao Qiqing's figure and said faintly, "I'll let Qi Qing invite you to a better meal if you have a chance."

"Thank you."

Then Zhao Qiqing returned to her seat and looked at them with a smile: "it seems that you get along very well."

For Zhao Qiqing's mindless behavior, they just smiled and said more.

Fu xishen took Zhao Qiqing with him to leave, leaving Rong Yan with tasteless food, on the grounds that the car was driven away by assistant Wei.

"Fu xishen, next week is my mother's birthday. Can you come?"

Even if Fu xishen promised that she would go, Zhao Qiqing was worried that the other party would go back.

"OK." Fu xishen looked at the woman beside him and inadvertently narrowed the distance between them. Even his breath was hot.

"Cough." Zhao Qiqing blinked quickly and retracted her neck. Her eyes were always staring at Fu xishen's lips involuntarily.

Obviously felt that the injured area of the other party was much larger than her, and a sense of guilt came out from the inside out: "I didn't mean it."

Even if Zhao Qiqing didn't say it, Fu xishen knew what she said.

"Just make it up to me."

Before Zhao Qiqing asked, Fu xishen pulled into the distance again, no longer staying between one centimeter, with his thin lip on her forehead and a dragonfly kiss.

There was no hesitation in the whole process. Fu xishen opened the door and left the last sentence: "the compensation has been obtained."

Zhao Qiqing's whole brain exploded after Fu xishen left. She was kissed twice a day, and it's so natural.

Although she likes Fu xishen, it doesn't mean she agrees that Fu xishen allows her to do intimate actions between lovers.

Fu xishen has gone far, and there is no place to vent her anger. Zhao Qiqing returns to her old house.

The key to the study hasn't been found yet. Zhao Qiqing is about to go to the balcony and sees the sneaky Meilan.

Looking at her constantly looking for something, Zhao Qiqing's eyes changed: "who let you come here?"

Meilan, who was in a tense state, suddenly heard the voice behind her and was in a cold sweat.

Looking back, Zhao Qiqing stood outside the door and stared at her.

Meilan, a guilty thief, pretended to be angry as she walked out of the balcony: "I'm trying to pick up things. Do you think I want to come to such a dirty place?"

At first, all the flowers planted by my father withered, leaving only the flowerpot.

Seeing Meilan disappear from her sight, Zhao Qiqing walks into the balcony, recalls the types of flowers before, and stands in front of the rose.

In the only pot, Zhao Qiqing searched for the trace of the key and found something similar to the key in the soil of the flowerpot.

When she took it out, Zhao Qiqing smiled happily. Like Meilan, people who are obsessed with cleanliness don't look for things in the soil.

She absolutely did not know that her father planted roses in memory of her mother.

Wipe the dirt off the key. Zhao Qiqing carefully put it in her pocket and looked for an opportunity for no one to open the study.

Settling down, Anning is getting angry about Fu xishen and vows to go on a hunger strike.

"Daughter, mom is really worried about you. Come out and have some dinner."

Mrs. an tapped on the door of Anning's room. The latter said loudly, "as long as I can get xishen to come, I'll eat."

"As long as you come out, I'll tell you a good way."

Without waiting for Mrs. an to say the specific plan, Anning pulled her into the room and looked forward to her.

Mrs. an just smiled mysteriously and took out the vial she had prepared from her bag: "the medicine that can make people lose control, your father promised to take you, and Fu xishen will be there."

Take out a room card from the bag again: "the waiter has arranged. This is his room card. The person with the antidote has not been born yet."

Anning smiled: "Mom, don't worry, xishen will be your son-in-law tomorrow morning. Don't forget to find two more media."